Also known as: "Starting from Tokyo Ghoul, Encountering Japanese Whitewashing and Going on a Killing Spree." In the world of the anime, values ​​are dictated by appearance. Even the wanton killing of innocent people can be forgiven as long as there's a reason, the goal is just, the merits and demerits offset each other, and the breasts are big enough. But unfortunately, this time they encountered a killer who doesn't even watch anime and is extremely politically incorrect. Kaneki Ken: A ghoul's life is also a life! Rosen: Oh, right, right, is there a problem with me sentencing murderers to death? Do ghouls have the privilege of killing and getting away with it? Nishino Takami: Ghouls have human emotions, too, they're just like humans! You killed a ghoul, what's the difference between you and a murderer!? Rosen: An eye for an eye, blood for blood, a life for a life—does that have anything to do with whether or not he has feelings? What a strange way to whitewash. Kirishima Touka: I just want to live. Is there anything wrong with that?? Rosen: The people you devoured thought the same. What a clichéd last words. [Current material world: Tokyo Ghoul → Akame ga Kill → Chainsaw Man] ps: The author has already completed a 2 million-word anime fan fiction, and his quality is guaranteed.

My name is Jonson Joffrey, I'm 14 years old and a student. I live in the Andari community and go to Andari Public High School. I go to school at 8 o'clock every day and leave school at 5 o'clock. I study hard, never smoke, drink, or play games, and I only dabble in them. I go to bed at 10 o'clock in the evening and sleep for 8 hours a day. Before going to bed, I must read some world classics and drink a glass of warm milk. I fall asleep as soon as I get into bed and sleep until dawn, never leaving fatigue and stress to the next day. Everyone says I'm ordinary. Yes, I really just want to be an ordinary high school student. Okay, Mr. Jotaro, don't look at me with such suspicion. I enjoy ordinary high school life. I don't know anything about Stand users, or that I am not half-brothers with Yangko Star, and I don't want to be a perfect villain who destroys the world. [A super serious JOJO fanfiction about the adventures of ordinary people in the JOJO world]

[Illyasviel completes the sign-in and is rewarded with a 1cm increase in height.] Illya: "???" [Tokisaki Kurumi completes the mission and is rewarded with a video of Tokisaki Kurumi's dark history. Please accept it!] Tokisaki Kurumi: "???" [Fate Testrosa completes the mission and is rewarded with a full set of Takamachi Nanoha's friendship bombardment flow!] Fate: "???" [Shirai Kuroko completes the mission and is rewarded with a lunch box of Misaka Mikoto's love!] Shirai Kuroko: "......!!!" Chu Chen silently watched these system hosts, who were mentally broken by the system he created, and drank his tea very calmly. "Your rewards are really not my fault. I'm only responsible for making and delivering the system. You blame me for being so cruel..."

When I first woke up, I thought this was an ordinary everyday world. Because in my memory, it was a very peaceful world. After searching my memory, I thought it was a mixed anime world. Because in my memory there were people like Yukinoshita Yukino, Sawamura Eriri and others. When I touched the transformation device on the bedside table, I thought this was a world invaded by monsters. I will transform into a lone hero to save the world. When a group of people who claimed to be the Human Rights Security Agency came to me, I felt a little confused. What kind of world is this? When I met the person who claimed to be the president, the confusion reached its peak. "That's right! The president is me, Theresa!" So, is it too late for me to go back now? Let's get back to the point. After saying so much, there is only one thing I want to express. "Sure enough, knights and youth romance stories don't go together." "Amazon."

"Are you my knight?" the silver-haired boy asked, smiling at the blonde girl before him. This was their meeting when they were ten years old.

"Are you my bride?" Gently embracing the blonde girl, his companion for ten years, the boy questioned yet affirmed. This was the story of eighteen.

"Are you my king?" Half-kneeling at the throne, he looked up and smiled at the girl holding the Sword of Victory. The boy's smile was the same as the boy's ten years ago.

"I can be without eyes, but you, and all of Camelot, cannot be without eyes." With a smile, he forever gave his eyes to the girl, who had lost them due to the red dragon's curse. The boy had no regrets. This was twenty-five years of happiness.

"So, Arthur? Pen? Dragon? Artoria, King of Knights, young lady, will you... walk with me for life?" Smiling, he extended his hand to the girl, and the silver-haired boy asked the same question two thousand five hundred years later. This was a bond that had lasted two thousand five hundred years.